As Hurricane Isabel engulfs the East Coast, we sit here in sunny California, a stark contrast to the turmoil of the tropical storm. I heard on the radio this morning that stubborn Virginians who won’t evacuate are being asked to write their names and social security numbers on their arms in waterproof, permanent markers in case they’re maimed or killed. Crazy stuff. This story confirms that.
It’s kind of nice living in the Bay Area, where our natural disasters come unannounced; it’s almost better not knowing when an earthquake will hit since the traffic heading out of town would really suck.
Jen spoke with Southwest this morning regarding our flight tomorrow. Our current itinerary stands as this: Oakland -> Kansas City -> Baltimore -> Albany. Jen asked about rerouting our Baltimore leg of the flight possibly through Vegas, which we usually do. It figures that the first time we try a different route is when a deadly tropical storm is in town. Southwest is rerouting all Baltimore-based flights after 2pm today and they told us to check back tonight and again in the morning. Once we’re in Kansas City tomorrow, we may head into an alternate destination besides Albany, which is apparently being hit by some pretty bad rain, too.
We’ll see what happens, but I really hope we make it to Jack and Kim’s wedding on Saturday.